"We go to lunch here sometimes for shoots. When it's close, anyway. I thought you would like it." Trixie shrugged, glancing around and taking in a light, happy breath. She blinked in surprise at his words, turning her blue gaze to him with a smile. "I love you too." She mirrored softly.

Matt nodded in response to Trixies answer, running his tongue along his top teeth briefly. "Thrilling" he said with an amused smile, going back to looking around. "It's nice. I dunno about the food but at least it looks alright" He said, stopping to let the waitress know what drink he wanted. He waited for Trixie to do the same, before turning back to look at her, giving a distracted smile.

"Not quite how I would describe it." Trixe smiled, rolling her eyes and glancing around. "Well, the food's the best part. I didn't bring you here to look at the decor." She teased, placing her drink order quickly with the waitress. She looked back at him and tilted her head slightly at the distracted smile on his face.

"You never know, the decor might have been what i was coming here for" Matt joked, giving her a playful poke. He raked a hand through his hair briefly, then brought his gaze back to Trixie. "When do you next have work?" he asked, absentmindedly tracing pattens on the table whilst he waited for an answer.

"Oh, right. How could I forget that you're also an interior designer on the side?" Trixie joked, watching his fingers run through his hair intently, only switching her gaze to his eyes when his attention was directed back at her. She settled her elbow lightly on the tabletop, leaning her cheek on her hand. "I have a shoot tomorrow. It's in some ballroom thirty minutes out of town. Do you want to come?" She asked lightly, tracing her fingers over his knuckles with her free hand.

"Precisely. Next time you pick somewhere, better make sure you remember that" Matt joked, watching as the drinks were placed rather quickly onto the table in front of them. He gave a brief small smile into the waiters direction, then looked back at trixie, debating his answer. "If you want me to" he said, blowing his words out through a long breath. It was easy to tell he was nervous even thinking about going with her to the modelling job with her, but he at least did his best to hide it. "I'll happily come with you" he added, smiling lightly.

"Oh, I'll definitely keep it in mind. I'd hate to dissapoint you, sir." Trixie teased, smiling at him. She glanced up at the waiter for a moment as their drinks were set down, offering a quick, grateful smile and raising up from her relaxed stance against the table. She brought her gaze back to Matt, gently lifting his hand to interlock their fingers at his reluctance. "Obviously I want you to come with me. I always want you with me." She said, shaking her head and bringing her other hand up to trace patterns on the back of his hand. "If you don't want to go, that's alright, love. I know you didn't like it last time. It's up to you, I won't mind either way." She shrugged, pressing a light kiss to his hand.

Matt shook his head, giving her another slightly weak smile. "I promise i'm fine with coming. Slightly nerve wracking but it's all good, really" he said, his voice soft. It was easy to tell he meant it, but it was also quite easy to tell he was in fact nervous. He took a small sip of his drink, and after he had set it back down, spoke again. "Now i'm not tryna sound jealous or anything here, but is that same guy gonna still be there?" he asked, his tone curious. It wasn't as if he was planning on getting mad again, but he knew it would at least be helpful to know.

Trixie continued to faintly play with his hand as he spoke, watching him and tilting her head. "Alright. I just don't want you to get upset or- or uncomfortable, or anything." She really meant jealous, but it felt somewhat rude to use that. And a bit hypocritical, seeing as she was even mire possessive than him. She shifted her gaze down to his hand as he continued, nodding. "Yeah. He's my shoot partner, so I'm almost always with him. Of course, theres solos, and sometimes I'm paired with other people. But yes." She nodded, feeling the need to justify... why? For some reason she didn't even know.

"Its fine." Matt said, giving her a weak smile. It was easy to see what she meant, but he figured he wouldn't say anything. After all, they wouldn't do well arguing in a Mexican restaurant, it was already somewhat loud. He nodded slowly at her answer, feeling a sickly feeling rise momentarily. He pushed it down, rubbing his forehead in despair. "Oh right. Well that's..fine." He said, biting his lip. It was better to not say anything at all rather than ask why exactly of all people she would be paired with him. "Good for you. I'll come anyway, i don't have anything else to do" he said, his tone the tiniest bit patronising, though he was able to load the playfulness on thicker so it hid it. Or at least he hoped.